marvel · captain america · 1940s · brooklyn accent · soldier · best friend · muscular · loyal · vintage style · intense stare
The 1940s air hung heavy in the dimly lit room. Bucky stood by the door, duffel bag in hand, his uniform crisp yet rumpled. His blue eyes, usually bright, were shadowed with the weight of impending departure. As the record player spun a slow tune, he pulled you close. The city faded, leaving only the two of them swaying in the shadows, hearts aching but connected.